Fuda # 30 [action/video]

[idealism]

Wow, where did all you new people come from? How come you don't have wings?

Er, I mean, welcome to Luceti! Make yourself at home. If anyone's hungry, I won't mind showing you the way to the bakery.

Comments

[cynicism]

[Nothing is okay when there's this many voices in his head competing for attention. It's too loud and too much.

But at least it's relatively silent now, all things considered. Sure, he's thoroughly unconscious, but it's quiet.]

[heartsicklove]

Wait!

[Tsuzuki was too preoccupied to notice that they were being followed. Tsubaki walks carefully up the stairs, taking care not to make too much noise. She folds her hands in front, standing quietly by Tsuzuki's side, while the man helps Hisoka to bed. She knows it's very rude to follow someone into a house without being invited, but this is an emergency. It's allowed when it's an emergency.]

Will be be alright?

[idealism]

[His eyes widens at the sight. He and Hisoka watched her bleed and die. Tsubaki should, by no means, be back among the living. Then again, this is standard stuff for Luceti. Tsuzuki strokes Hisoka's cheek and stands up.]

I... I think so.

Why don't you sit down?

[cynicism]

[It makes Hisoka shift and twitch in his sleep. There's a presence here that shouldn't be here by any means. What is it doing here of all places?]

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki's worried gaze flickers between the two young people. He knows they have a lot unsaid, so he decides to follow his gut feeling. Smiling weakly, he places a hand on Tsubaki's shoulder.]

I'm going to get him some water. Can I get you anything?

[heartsicklove]

No, thank you.

[She touches the back of Hisoka's hand very lightly, since she's afraid of waking him.]

I'm fine.

[cynicism]

[Light as it is, it's enough to establish a connection. Hisoka whimpers, gripping her hand tightly.]

Princess...

[heartsicklove]

[Tsuzuki and Tsubaki exchanges a look and a meaningful pause, before he nods and leaves the room.

Tenderly, she places her other hand on top of Hisoka's fingers.]

[cynicism]

[At that, his eyes slowly flutter open.]

..I'm seeing spirits again..?

[heartsicklove]

No.

[She squeezes him hand, keeping her voice down. There's no need to be loud.]

See? I am real.

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki stops right outside the door. He'd like to give them some sense of privacy, but he doesn't trust her. The last time he saw Tsubaki, she had a murderous personality problem.

Still, that could have been Muraki's doing. Nevertheless, he knows better than to leave them alone too long.]